Two books finished all in one day. I dreaded coming to the end of Imperfect Birds (Anne Lamott) and when I did immediately moved on to a YA book I had recently checked out from the library because - you guessed it - because I liked the cover. Predictable, I know.
Northward to the Moon helped get me over my immediate depression of losing Rosie. Sequel to My One-Hundred Adventures.
Now I am reading Hard Laughter. Immediately - to me - it meant laughing ridiculously hard. Not my mom - she said, what's so hard about laughter. Think she is more on the right track. Hmm.
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